Chapter 315

Chapter 315:

I began to protest, but he had already turned his back on me, retreating into his room and shutting the door firmly behind him.

As I stood there, seething, Frank managed to drag himself off the ground. He looked at me with a pathetic, resigned expression. “Your Highness, you see? I didn’t want to stop you, but I knew the king wouldn’t care about the life of a lowly sex slave.”

Bryan’s POV: I was already seething with anger, and Frank’s words pushed me over the edge. Without a second thought, I lashed out, kicking him again with such force it felt as if I were trying to bring down a mountain. Frank was sent flying once more, crashing to the ground with a pitiful howl. He lay there, his face smeared with a mix of dust, rain, and blood, utterly humiliated.

I marched over to him, my fury unquenched, and pressed my foot down hard on his face, grinding it into the dirt. His features twisted grotesquely beneath my boot, and he feebly waved his hands, his voice a garbled plea, “Your Highness… please… spare me…”

But I didn’t let up. I pressed down even harder, as if I could crush his head into the earth itself. “A venomous snake got into the manor, and your patrol didn’t even notice. That makes this your fault too. If anything happens to Makenna, I’ll make sure you all pay with your lives.” My voice was cold as ice as I spat out the words.

Then, without sparing him another glance, I turned on my heel and headed for Dominic and Clayton. If they would join me, the three of us could pressure our father together. For the sake of our unity, he might just relent and agree to use an antidote pill to save Makenna.

I raced through the rain, my heart pounding, until I reached Dominic’s residence. “Your Highness, you can’t go in—” The guard at the door stepped forward to stop me.

“Out of my way!” I was too anxious to bother with explanations. I kicked the guard aside and stormed into Dominic’s quarters.

Dominic was lounging lazily on the sofa, clearly having heard the commotion outside. He looked up at me, his eyes narrowing in irritation. “You’re barging in here and attacking my guard? Isn’t that a bit much, even for you?”

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“Makenna’s been poisoned.” I cut straight to the chase.

The moment the words left my mouth, Dominic leapt to his feet, his face a mask of disbelief. “What? How?”

“I don’t have time to explain. We need to find Clayton right now. The three of us have to confront our father together. It’s our only chance to get him to hand over the antidote pill and save her.” My words came out in a rush, driven by the ticking clock.

Without hesitation, Dominic grabbed his coat and bolted out the door with me, heading straight for Clayton’s residence. By the time we arrived, dawn was beginning to break, and the rain continued to pour in relentless sheets.

When the guards informed Clayton that both Dominic and I were there to see him, he initially refused, annoyed at the early morning disturbance. But once Dominic mentioned that Makenna had been poisoned, the irritation vanished from his face, replaced by immediate concern.

Whatever rifts existed between us were set aside as we raced to our father’s quarters together, knowing that time was of the essence. The guards outside the king’s residence were visibly shocked to see the three of us standing together—a sight so rare it was almost unheard of. Perhaps they were wondering why the three brothers, usually at odds, were united for once.

When we entered the living room, our father appeared, weary and clearly displeased, supported by his servants. His eyes narrowed at us as he asked, “What is so urgent that it couldn’t wait until morning?”

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